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Ashley, are you running around
Are you crying out bloody in murder
Ashley, are you bumming around
You're crying on my cold shoulder

You used to dangle my heart with your puppet strings
You dangled your desires right in front of my face
You led me to the well but wouldn't let me drink
Swallowing my pride and I never even got the taste

But time comes around and I m not so naive
I've finally lost touch 'cause you're so out of reach
You say that you're fine but I know that you ain't
You're looking like hell and you're no fucking saint

Ashley, are you running around
Are you crying out bloody in murder
Ashley, are you bumming around
You re crying on my cold shoulder

You are where you are
A wish on a shooting star
You are a filthy thought in my memory

I taste the cigarettes and liquor on your breath
We used to call it speed but now it's crystal meth
Back when I loved you but you're scaring me to death
This careless memory and now I could care less

But time comes around and I'm not so naive
I've finally lost touch 'cause you're so out of reach
You say that you're fine but I know that you ain't
You're looking like hell and you're no fucking saint

Ashley, are you running around
Are you crying out bloody in murder
Ashley, are you bumming around
You re crying on my cold shoulder

Ashley, are you running around
Are you crying out bloody in murder
Ashley, are you bumming around
You re crying on my cold shoulder

Ashley, Ashley, Ashley, Ashley

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